Window Tapper
I see you.
I see you, you window tapper.
Throw the rocks at my pane,
maybe you can finally be sane.
Come with a flashing camera,
I need exposure.
Climb in,
the company is needed.
I see you, you window tapper.
Play a sad song outside my window.
Sing, sing me a melody.
Notes and beats,
you know how I fell.
I finally confronted,
you stupid window tapper.
If it wasn't for the attention,
I maybe would've calle you back tonight.
by
openxbookposted on 02/26/2008
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